Two lovers enjoy each other.

Both girls screamed now. Obelia pushed Calandra back, throwing the poor beauty back into the water to give herself time to get away from the beast. That's why Gavin went after her first, snaring her arms. Obelia spun around, falling to her knees and saw the trunk of his penis dangling before her. She screamed again and passed out.

Gavin lifted her and threw her over his shoulder, grabbing Calandra as she still kicked and screamed to escape him. Her, he did not harm. She let him wail upon him with all her tiny might. He walked with her in his arms, the other girl over his shoulder the whole time.

When he reached his Grotto, which was there and not there at the same time, he locked Calandra in his hut and tied Obelia to a tree. Calandra had settled by this time, too tired to scream any longer, but Gavin took it carefully when he went back to the cabin. Calandra, having screamed and kicked for so long, had passed out in a bed of hay.

Gavin then grabbed his aulo, which dangled from a nearby tree and he tuned a piece that called the spirits of the trees. It was little Eolande, the pixie, who came to him, her little purple-colored wings (like violet petals) beating in the air from her bare shoulders. If Eolande wasn't so small, her little body would be nice to play with.

"Eolande. I summon you because I found a girl in need. Would you do me a favor for a boon?" Gavin said.

Gavin used his magic to make him and Obelia unseen while Eolande flew to the window of his home, lifted the window with her dust and entered. Calandra laid on the floor and awoke to see the violet faerie.

"Where am I?" she asked Eolande.

"It is no matter, Calandra," Eolande said, knowing her name from the whispering trees. "I am here to show you the way home."

Eolande unlocked the door and helped Calandra to her feet with her dust. Calandra smiled, finding this all excitingly mysterious.

"I have only one problem," Calandra said. "I'm naked. I don't want to go out in the nude. I do not like to inspire men to rape me."

Eolande used her dust to cover the girl in a gossamer gown, which was just thick enough to hide the girl's naughty bits. Then Eolande flew out of Gavin's hut, saying, "Follow me. I'll lead the way."

Gavin watched from the glamour-made hiding spot as Eolande led Calandra back into the woods, away from him. Then he dispelled the glamour and turned to Obelia, still hanging from the tree. "What am I to do with you?"

2/ Obelia dreamed of the last thing she saw before passing out: the penis, dangling against a pair of ball-sacks, and in her dreams she could not stop herself from licking them, trying her best to get it to go rigid... but it would not. The more she licked it the more she wanted it, and the more she wanted it the more she wanted to lick it until it was a stiff enough for her to ride. But she couldn't get it to get hard, no matter how much she licked or where she licked.

When she woke the dream lingered between her legs as she realized that she was laying nude in a meadow. And a satyr sat near her, naked, playing an aulo and watching her with one eye. Obelia glimpsed the satyr's dick, furled and nestling on his left thigh, heavy balls hanging just below it and between his well-muscled legs. Obelia knew that this was the creature that murdered the boys who were fixing to rape Calandra for her, but she didn't care about any of that anymore. She only wanted the power of the satyr, to make him rigid and to sit on him, whether it brang her death or not.

She crawled on her hands and knees until she was looking up at him. There was something about him that was animalistic, rough, intoxicatingly erotic. And the satyr liked her attention, grabbing his penis, which was growing before her very eyes.